Sarah:

A gentle creature, really. Wouldn't hurt a fly, but I suspect that if she could choose any person on the planet to marry, she would choose someone dangerous, such as a member of the mafia. There's a protection thing going on there - she would go seriously out of her way to kill anyone who hurt anybody she cared about. Several people have had lucky escapes from her wrath, I can tell you - Bitchfacetrogwoman, for a start, and Steve. She gave Tora lora a rollocking, and I suspect that had she been around when I was in the process of being attacked by a fat bastard named Pat - that's a girl's name, by the way, Pat - she would have launched herself onto him. There is one thing I hate about you, though, Sarah - YOU'RE BLOODY BUGGERINGLY WELL TALLER THAN ME!!!!!

Good woman - that's why I love her so much! Well, it can't be her driving that attracts me to her - she drives like an absolute demon(she's actually a very good and careful driver, but Dad complains about the women behind the wheels), but I love her anyway! Damn, you like Manga, too, so you have to be perfect!
By the way, I'll be adding a page especially for you, honey, called the Sonny page! I might also chuck in a page dedicated to dragons, bearing in mind that they're great creatures!(And hey, I hope you've also noticed that the website's called nogardesrever because it's reverse dragon... Yeah...? Oh, don't worry!!!!!)


Felix:

He's a bit of a straight arrow, if ever I saw one. He says what he thinks, no matter what happens, but I suspect that he is also yearning for something deep inside, which holds him back from saying other things. He's intriguing, and if he was right here, right now, I would be staring at him, trying to figure him out. He's a very secretive person, but also strangely open. He confuses me, and yet I understand him. Heck, my baby is just a paradox! One of the people in my life that, as I would Sarah, go out of my way to look after. I'm thinking that you've had a bad week recently, but there's no need, honey. And by the way, here's a personal message from the Blighty:
You know. You'd better know, anyway!

You know, I STILL think you're in need of a damn good shagging and hugging! Not necessarily in that order... But heck, you know that I'd willingly comply. You're a sweetheart, and I love you to pieces!


Paul:

You know what I think already, but it's still right here, and, like Felix and Sarah, you seem to be able to soak up the tears from my heart without even realising it.
THE man with a sense of humour and a heart of pure gold, but he's hiding so much, I'm partially afraid that I could never reach him. He's so utterly fantastic. I don't think that he's taking anything out on me, but I get the impression that he has been very seriously hurt in the past, and he's holding back, waiting for that love that'll knock him for six. In a good way, of course, you know I would love nothing better than to sweep up the pieces of your life. (By the way, those of you confused as to the meaning of 'knocking for six', it's cricket jargon, and I think I'm the only person here who likes cricket, so I'll now shut up!)

Paul. Well, I know where I stand now! I still think that you're an absolute maniac, but you're fantastic. Not quite as fantastic as chocolate, and definitely not as Sarah, ***** or Sammy (Although I suspect you WOULDN'T maul my face off!!) But I love you anyway!


Piers:

What can I say about you? You're definitely your father's son (physically AND mentally), and I can see a lot of loyalty in your eyes whenever you, James and Michael are together. Not that I'm LOOKING, of course... Hell, I'm allowed! Okay, the brutal honesty. I think you're gorgeous, and I also think that you know what you want, you just don't yet know how to get it. I wish I could help you find it, but sometimes I feel that you treat everything as a big joke to avoid the issue that you are so troubled. I can see that you're getting over it all, though, and I look forward to every time we see each other.

Love ya! You're the only friend I've got whom I've known for the entirety of my life - I have to care!


Mr Paul:

I think you're yet another great person. You have to be the only Brit on this planet who I don't mind calling me at five o'clock in the morning, and you are DEFINITELY the only guy I would happily engage in phone sex with, but this would be because we both think that it's absolutely ridiculous! Well, I do, anyway. I think that you're really great, and while I'm writing this, I have an urge to hug you.

I have to admit that, half the time, I don't know whether you're proclaiming your undying love to be because you're either stoned or drunk - I could also write a Mr Paul's Exploits for you as well as Issy - but it doesn't really matter. You make me laugh, and I like that in a man! Anyway, when you're ready, soldier - gimme a kiss!


Issy:

You, my dear, are a lot of fun to be around, mainly because you have a tongue that would cut glass! You're not afraid to hurt anyone, because you feel that you owe them the truth, and I feel that you refuse to ever show that you care because you've been hurt by a penis in the past - naming no names, you know who you are, Ryan. D'OH! You're a very talented girl, a fantastic actress, and a great comedienne. I'm just worried from that angle - all the greatest have had problems - Hattie Jacques, Sid James, Kenneth Williams - but then, you're not gay, alcoholic or a wife batterer, so it's okay.

Issy's philosophy - think fast, fly fists, knock down, laugh a lot, and everything's gonna be alright. For your birthday, my dear, I shall get you a punch bag!
Oh yes, I would also like to add at this point that she's only ever slapped two people in the past, and they bloody well deserved it!!!!! I only wish I'd been there to see you in action, though! I SHALL at some stage be adding a page dedicated to the Issy Exploits, because, let's face it, with exploits like hers, she does need one!


David:

We used to be best friends, but now you're so distant, it's like I don't know you anymore. I miss the boy I knew and hid under the bed with. I miss the guy who I used to sleep with at night for four years of my life. I also miss the fact that you're now BLOODY WELL TALLER THAN ME, YOU BITCH!!!!!

I wish you all the best for your art course, but I feel that we'll only chat in passing, or while watching Bruce Lee/Jackie Chan movies.


Paul McCarthy:

Too mature for my liking, and yet I still pined when the bastard dumped me! LOL, he's a great character, but not for me. My pining time in total was as long as it took to say "so you're dumping me, then?" I don't think he would have done if I hadn't put the suggestion in his mind. I'm glad I did - I gained a great friend out of it, and I couldn't hope for anything more. Well, I could, actually.

Paul, I'm fed up of you beating me at pool. LET ME WIN A GAME, DAMMIT!!!


Rachael:

You're yet another straight-arrow, and I wish you were a fellow Saxon, because I know that you, me and Sarah and the entire gang of pinch-an-inch-holey-sockers (who we WILL gather, girlie, just you wait!) would get on like London on fire! Hey, I even like Hanson, too! Not a maniac over them, but I probably would be if they were from Harlow, so you are rather reasonable in your love/obsession/whatever.


L'il Pete:

Have I ever told you that I fancied you? I don't know. But I did. I also think that you were a complete and utter arse biscuit a few months ago. Where the hell do you get off spreading rumours about me coming on to you?? I was NOT impressed, and I respected your apology. But I think that things will never be the same between us after you read this. It's not bad, but it's hardly good, either. You are yet another guy who needs to be cured - get a shag, get a woman, get and joint and get a beer. It doesn't matter what order you do it in, just do it.


Graham:

Oh, you're great! I might threaten to shag you, but you know I'm lying, and I'm glad I met you, however long ago it was! In truth, I don't know much about you to make a judgement, but one day, this's going to be a longer statement!


King Arthur:

Damn, you're just the most fantastic King we ever had on this planet, and even if Rumour says Merlin existed, I know that's a lie. Even our history of Engleberts and Ethelreds doesn't dictate that one of the King's advisors (Not Magicians) should have a pony name like Merlin. I mean, that's like calling your chid Barnaby!

Great king, great guy. Makes me proud to be SAXON!!!!!
(Yes, my obsession with the man goes deep!)


Chris:

I think that you're absolutely great, and I know I tell you on frequent conversations, but I genuinely think that you are! You're such a refreshing change from some of my other friends - they're all about doom and gloom - but you're so calm, you keep me that way, too. You're an absolute angel, and, to be honest, even though we only worked together for a couple of days, you made me slightly enjoy the work. I liked those couple of days. I also admire your obsession with rowing. I don't have the strength, OR the patience. I'd like to watch you in action some time. You might inspire me! Hell, you already give me a good buzz whenever we chat! By the way - I love you! ;-)


Dan:

Cute, cuddly, and I guy I don't mind being between my thighs at ALLLLL!! (Thank you for reminding me about that, me ol' lovie!) He looks rather like Munch's Scream gone wrong but he's great and I like him. I think he's an absolute idiot for staying with someone who he suspects has cheated on him, but he's such a love, I know pretty much why. And he also doesn't like being single!!! (FOOL! Being single's GREAT!!!) Bloody nymphomaniac men... He's probably one of the reasons why I don't LIKE the creatures. Why do the nice guys stay in relationships they seemingly don't like because they like the sex???

(PS - Nice guys come last... But now I'm thinking of that in a different light!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)